Thursday, July 20, 2017
Years ago when I was living in Boca Raton, someone asked me if I were someone else, someone whose last name is also Calkins, but no, I am not she. Besides, there is no "u" in my last name. So there was no reason for me to think twice about that. I just have no idea who those people are.
Wednesday, July 19, 2017
Yes, it certainly would seem so mean of me, so bad, so unpatriotic to even consider the notion of suing my very own government, of invoking various charges mainly for sending all these mentally retarded people to harass me on a regular basis throughout high school. And yet, well, the thought has crossed my mind that I am entirely powerless to actually do that. I am nobody important that the CIA would bother about me. Perhaps it was just a strange convergence of stupidities that makes my life so miserable and no one really deserving of the blame. So we will just have to leave the CIA dangling at the end of its tether before they eventually issue their apology with attached check for monetary damages, thank you very much.
Tuesday, July 18, 2017
Yes, why are you so surprised to learn that on the day of the crucifixion there was also an earthquake and a darkening of the sun, whether by solar eclipse or other signs I don't know. But these things are mentioned in the New Testament in case you did not notice, so there is really not news.
Monday, July 17, 2017
In El Salvador, Susie and Sammy like to boast of their friendship with the Jewish family next door to their house. The Stewarts at one time lived in the mission house next to the Bible Institute, but on the other side of their house was a house wherein lived a Jewish family who had an only daughter. They owned a factory wherein was manufactured, I can't remember what, maybe they said the Popeye chocolate bars. (Although the ice cream bar factory also would have been an interesting tour.) The twins were given a tour of the chocolate factory. I remember seeing that house next door to them but I never lived in that house that I should have occasion to go there. It was the Stewarts who first befriended them. If there are some other missing pieces to that story I really wouldn't know. That is all I know about that. Someone was telling me some other things about that Jewish family but I cannot comment further on such nebulous clues.
Sunday, July 16, 2017
Anyway, I see that you forgot to tell me that Stephanie is actually Jewish. Only now do I learn this through the back door. Well, all the more reason for me not to involve myself in the intestinal conflicts of the local Jewish community of which I know very little. They were also there but I can't see that.
Yes, during high school economics class I remember that there were five or six tables of people. Our table was near the front of the room and there was a table of guys across from us, but I cannot remember who they were. I never exchanged any looks or commentaries with them and would not appreciate them presuming to speak for me as I cannot even remember wha their names were. They do not represent anything that I would want to say about this chatter regarding off-campus parties to which I was not invited mainly because I would prefer not to say anything about that because it just wouldn't be wise for me to get involved in whatever that was.
Saturday, July 15, 2017
Anyway, fortunately I never made any claim of being one of the movers and shakers of society, that I should be required to fulfill all these ridiculous and exaggerated expectations of the people who are incidental acquaintances, not really my mother. Besides, I never applied to run for office. In fact, I never can meet all these expectations, an exercise in futility, all by myself. They say that God only helps those who help themselves, but what about those of us who are hexed before we even get started? This just doesn't work for me.